Dana and Aaron sat themselves down on a tire in the middle of the giant junkyard, both of them looking as if they had just worked an eight hour shift down at the docks. There were two massive piles of scrap and junk surrounding the two hosts, each looking as if they had been compiled there for some sort of reason. One of the piles had the logo for the Sandstorm Squirrels, while the other pile had the Dustbowl Dingos logo. Dana wiped the sweat from her brow and stood from the tire, clasping her hands together. "Well, that was quite the workout. Not sure why we didn't make the intern set this up…bah, it doesn't matter. Aaron, would you care to start us off with the recap?"
"Ja, of course Miss Dana! U-um, last time on Total Drama: Scrap Island," Aaron stood up, his legs shaking so much from all the work he had done. "Zere vas trouble afoot beneath zhe vater tower, vere Chris McLean had gazered up a squad of miscreants to kidnap Miss Dana, Miss Ivy, and myself! He really vanted to take over zhe show, but I guess one of his partners vasn't too happy vith how he vas treating Miss Dana, and he left zhe secret lair! Fridge started trying to make friends vith zhe Squirrels, as Caleb had told him too, and Brittany revealed zat she found zhe mushroom idol a few days prior! Whoever she uses zat idol on vill be in for a vild ride full of hallucinations! Zhe scary assassin man told Ronnie about Chris's plans to get rid of anyone so zat he could start zhe show off fresh, vich Ronnie didn't like. Zhe contestants gazered zemselves at zhe vater tower, vere zey met zhe Chrisvengers. Ve got some nice PDA from Fridge and Caleb, and saw many members of zhe Squirrels get knocked out by Chef Hatchet. Oh, he can be so brutal! Oh, and Yves started to doubt herself and her hate for Zane…you could see it all over her face ven he took a hit from zhe shield for her! One by one, zhe Chrisvengers got wrapped up, zanks to our phenomenal contestants, but one of zem let it slip zat Ronnie had been feeding zem information, much to Miss Dana's anger. I hate seeing her angry like zat, it's so terrifying! In zhe end, Ronnie vas disqualified for almost getting everyone kicked off of zhe show. Vich contestant vill be zhe next to bounce off of zhe island? Vill ve manage to get back to our planned challenges? You can all find out, right now, on Total Drama: Scrap Island!"
The camera suddenly flew into the sky, being struck by a massive chunk of debris and knocking it back to the ground, only to be picked up by a cute, blue and silver striped robot with one wheel that it used to move.
"Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine," the robot pointed the camera at Theodore at a cafeteria table, pounding down energy drinks like a champ, his eyes twitching from the caffeine while Larida looked concerned for his health.
"You guys are on my mind," at a nearby table, Ronnie was arm wrestling Mitchell, winning easily and slamming him straight through the table, causing Celeste to run over and start screaming at the powerhouse.
"You asked me what I wanted to be and I think the answer's plain to see," the robot wheeled its way out of the cafeteria, showing a junkyard with Vernon scribbling something down in silence and Ivy looking over his shoulder to peek at it, until Blaster popped out of one of the garbage piles, scaring him and making his papers fly off into the sky.
"I wanna be famous!" Vernon ran after his papers, leaving Ivy behind in confusion, eventually passing by Margaret and Daniel as they were making out while surrounded by four intense looking mafia thugs, one who spotted the camera and chased after it.
"I wanna live close to the sun," the robot wheeled away from the mafia goon, passing by Zane and Bunny, the latter who was bugging the boy by holding a mic up to his face, which he tried to shove away.
"So pack your bags, cause I've already won," Fridge carried Caleb on his shoulders across from Aaron, who had Dana on his own shoulders, the two up top slapping at each other as the robot passed by.
"Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day," as the robot continued to roll around, it finally made its way out of the junkyard and to the remnants of Cali-Tokyo, where Buck was attempting to profess his love to Yves, who was all flustered by the gesture.
"I wanna be famous!" Nearby, atop a pile of rubble, Brittany was making fun of Valerie, who let out a sigh and pushed her off the pile and onto the ground.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na," near the pile, there were some barrels of toxic waste, which inspired Mitzy, who scribbled something down on a blank sheet while Alice was absolutely appalled by the sight.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" CJ was being chased by a massive and terrifying robot with six legs and two clawed arms, which then noticed the robot with the camera and chased after it, causing it to drop the camera.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" The camera feed cut to the aftermath stage, showing Calvin trying to kiss Max, who, out of embarrassment, belched right in his face.
The two were soon shoved aside by Capone, who rolled his eyes at them, while Sunny, next to him, waved happily to the camera with a huge smile on her face. Maggie popped up between the two of them, an acoustic guitar around her back, hugging them both tightly and snickering while the camera panned out to show the whole cast sitting in the risers, with the little robot sitting next to Caleb, and Franchesco standing off to the side with a glare fixed on Maggie.
Yves sat down on Buck's bed, with the boy himself sitting right next to each other. Given the crazy events that had just happened, they were holding off on their conversation. "So…ya gonna tell me why ya smacked Zane that while back?" He looked over to see that she was hanging her head in shame. "Just be honest with me, alright? That's all I need from ya…the honest truth."
"The honest truth?" Yves glanced up at Buck, who nodded in response. She let out a soft sigh before glancing away from him again. "Well…the truth is that…he was telling me that I'm the weak link of the team…considering that I still have a hard time talking to some people." She thought about what she had just said, knowing that it was a lie. Well, it was partly a lie. There was some truth mixed in there, mainly about the communication issues, but she knew that Zane's intentions were to get her to feel more comfortable and open. "...The guy is new to this, and all he does is talk strategy all the time…even if the strategy means leaving a teammate behind."
Buck had a strange look on his face, one that was a healthy mix of confusion and shock. He stroked his chin for a moment, "Ya know, come to think of it…I remember the fella talking strategy some time ago, when I was getting ready to fight Teddy. Something about focusing on the game so we could all be our best. To think, all he sees us as are tools to win the challenges…"
Hearing Buck say those words caused her to wince just a tiny bit. "That's not right…right?" Her thoughts were loud, giving her a bit of a headache. "But…to keep Buck safe, I have to keep the two of them separated. Sorry, Zane, I can't just let you get in close with him…"
"Well…still a bit rough to go and slap him 'cross the cheek, but I guess ya did it with good intentions." Buck grabbed Yves and pulled her in to hug her. "Don't let him get to ya all that much…when it comes down to it, we're all a team. If he wants to run the show on his own, he's gonna have to wait 'til the merge." He split the hug up to look down at Yves and smile at her. "Alright? Don't be worrying 'bout a thing, I've got yer back."
"R-right…I have to…run to the bathroom." Yves stood up from the bed suddenly, rushing for the door and opening it to leave. The suddenness of it all came as some shock to Buck, considering that he thought she would be delighted to hear that he wasn't mad at her. He sighed before he got up from the bed as well, though, instead of leaving the room, he went straight to his desk. There were scattered hand tools all over it, with bits of scrap formed into odd sculptures of sorts. He shoved all of it aside to get a look at what was underneath, which was a stack of photos.
"Now…I just gotta figure out what's up with all this." Buck took the stack of photos in hand, taking his time to look through all of them. Each picture had him in it, in the very room that he was in. He had gotten one of them every single day, always hand delivered by Ivy. "That Harett girl thinks she can sneak pictures of me to scare me, ha! She'll find that I'm not so easy to intimidate!" Buck grinned a cheesy grin before setting the pictures down on the desk again and grabbing a small chip of sorts. "Once I get this little doodad on her, I'll be able to figure out how exactly she's doing this!"
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"Normally, I would be entirely against chipping someone to see what they're doing throughout their day, but this is for the better of everyone!" Buck held the chip in his hand, smirking as he looked it over. "If she's already using these pictures as a sort of scare tactic to make me wanna leave the show, I'll at least make sure she gets kicked off so she can't terrorise any of the others! All I need to do is get a photo of her committing the crime…can't be too hard, right?"
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Buck whistled as he walked out into the hall, both of his hands in his pockets. He made a purposeful turn towards the office, where Ivy typically was around this time of day. It was still pretty early, so she hadn't delivered a picture to the boy just yet. As he walked into the office, he saw her sitting down at her shabby little desk. "Well, hey there, Ivy!" He headed straight for her, a huge, friendly smile on his face. "Ya know, I was thinking 'bout how I haven't been the most hospitable of folks since ya came here, and I really wanted to apologize for that."
"Huh? Oh, well…don't worry about it." Ivy smiled back at him, politely. "Aaron kinda filled me in on the whole situation with my…father. I could understand why some people would be a bit concerned about me coming here. But your apology is definitely appreciated!"
"Alrighty! Feels awful nice, getting that off my chest!" Buck leaned down towards the girl, suddenly hugging her and making sure to pat her on the back a few times. She was a bit confused about the sudden hug, but she didn't question it. He finally broke the hug before tucking his hands back into his pockets. "I'll see ya 'round, then?"
"You got it!" Ivy held a thumbs up to the boy, getting a wave back from him while he started to leave the room.
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"Gotta say, never really expected anybody to want to apologize for how they're acting to me. My father was a real piece of work…wasn't ever really around, though. Lost sight of him at some sort of carnival." Ivy shuddered as she mentioned the word "carnival." "Anyways…there was a guy who did help quite a bit with the parenting. Mr. Ryan, my babysitter…he's the closest I got to a dad, I'd say."
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Yves was in a hurry to get back to her room, still feeling a bit awkward about the whole conversation that she had with Buck. She kept her eyes fixed on the ground as she walked, failing to see that there was someone in her way. She bumped right into the other person, falling over onto her rear. She looked up to see him towering over here. "Oh, gosh! I didn't mean to knock you over, friend! We can be friends, right?" Fridge reached his hand down to help Yves up, though she slapped it away and got up on her own. "Oh, I get it! You feel nervous accepting help from strangers. Well, I'm no stranger, I'm Fridge, your new best friend!"
"We aren't friends…I don't even know you. Go, scuttle on back to your owner, lap dog." Yves spat her words at the kind hearted boy, who was a bit confused by her word choice. "...You know, Caleb? The guy you take all your orders from?"
"Oh, Friendleb! But, he wanted me to-" Yves didn't even stop to listen to what Fridge had to say. Instead, she walked right past him, going straight for her room still. "Maybe we can be friends later? We can hang out and exercise together!"
"No thank you, meathead." Yves grumbled before opening her door and slamming it shut behind her. Fridge shrugged his shoulders before he started to walk back towards his own team. All the commotion managed to grab the attention of Zane, who was in his own room at the time. He came out into the hallway, looking around to see what was up, only for his eyes to land on Fridge, who was happily walking away.
"Hm…I wonder what he's doing over here…" Zane smirked to himself before he started to trail behind Fridge, keeping his steps quiet. The muscular boy went straight for Caleb's room, soon opening the door and walking into it, shutting the door tight behind him. The strategist scuttled over to the door, placing his ear against it.
"Well? Did you go and make some more friends, today?" Zane recognized that voice, it was Brittany.
"What is Brittany doing in Caleb's room?" Zane was a bit puzzled as he thought the question to himself, but he kept on listening.
"Well, I tried to, but I didn't have much luck." That was Fridge's voice, no doubt. The tone and accent were incredibly easy to pick apart from any crowd. "There's that one girl that just wanted nothing to do with me. She called me a lap dog!"
"Why do you seem so excited about that? Lap dog is an insult, not a compliment." That voice was Margaret's…there were a lot of people in the room at the time. "And which girl was it? Valerie or Yves?"
"Uh…remind me, who is who? I have a hard time with their names sometimes."
"Valerie is the one that always looks miserable, Yves is the one that always looks pissed off!" It was Bunny's voice this time. Zane was utterly astounded at this point, he had heard four voices, none of which belonged to the owner of the room they were in.
"Oh…I guess it was Yves then. She didn't look sad, she just looked like someone went and ate her last chocolate bar from trick or treating. I would be pretty angry if that happened to me, too."
"Of course you would," finally, Caleb spoke up. It was another voice that was easy to pick out of a crowd, thanks to how squeaky and high pitched it was. "Ah, nevermind that! Yves didn't wanna be your friend, you say? Well…I suppose we know who to use this little trinket on, don't we?" Caleb cackled to himself, as he typically did whenever he had a genius idea. "Hope she's not scared of spiders!"
"Spiders? If Caleb is talking about trinkets…and spiders…that would mean that…'' Zane's eyes widened as he finally made the connection, and he immediately rushed back towards his team's rooming area. He ran right up to Yves' door, pounding his fist against it to try and get her attention. She eventually came to the door, that angry look from before still written on her face. "Yves! Good thing you answered! You're not going to believe this, but Caleb and his alliance, they've got an idol!"
"...An idol? I figured that someone would find one of the idols at some point, what does it matter who has it?" She crossed her arms, clearly not too thrilled with Zane standing at her doorway.
"I just heard them talking about their plan for it in Caleb's room…they're gonna be using it on you! I don't know when, and I don't know how, but-"
"You know, just save it, okay? I know exactly what you're doing with all this…blocking that shield from hitting me, telling me that people are out to get me…you're trying to get me to lower my guard so you can get rid of me easier." Zane opened his mouth to speak, but she wouldn't let him get a word in. "Go. Go back to your room and leave me alone. It's bad enough trying to keep you away from Buck, now I gotta deal with you trying to get to me…unbelievable."
"No, but I-" The door slammed shut right in Zane's face, and he couldn't get another word out. He stood there in silence for a moment before taking in a deep breath. "...Fine, fine…if she won't listen to me…" He turned to look down the hall, staring right at Caleb's door. "...I'll just make sure they can't do anything to any of my teammates."
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"It makes sense that she wouldn't trust me, I suppose. Whatever, I don't need her trust. All I need is for our team not to lose any of these challenges left before the merge." Zane tapped his chin in thought, "The question is…do we have the skill to beat them, with the limited members that we have left? I shouldn't even be asking that question, of course we do!"
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Valerie stood in front of the janitor's closet, her hands stuck in her jacket pockets while she fiddled with something in there. She looked around to see if anyone was watching her, but found no one. "Good…more alone time with useless, old me…" She sighed, reaching out to open the closet door. She walked into the room, shutting the door behind her and sitting entirely in the dark. The darkness remained for a few moments before she grabbed something and pressed a button on it.
The tablet from before, the very one that Brittany had accused her of using. The screen was phenomenally bright, amidst the darkness of the room. The face recognition still didn't work on her, go figure, but she seemed to have a plan in mind. She pulled something out from her pocket, that being a picture of Jackson, the security guard. She held it up to the camera of the tablet, and, miraculously, it opened. There weren't very many apps downloaded on the tablet itself, but she didn't seem to mind. She tapped one of them, that one being called "Watcher."
As the app opened up, it's logo flashed, which was an eyeball of sorts. There were a few options available, but she clicked the one that said "View Active Cameras." She smiled slightly as the cameras all came up for her to see, but there was one in particular that she wanted to look at. She tapped on the camera to Buck's room, causing the picture to cover the full screen. In the room itself, Buck could be seen with the stack of pictures in his hands, flipping through them while he stood at his desk.
She waited and watched the feed for a good bit before eventually taking a screenshot of the boy in his room. Oddly, the picture itself started to print, sliding out through the side of the tablet. Pretty nifty, though this type of tech was to be expected when Dana was in charge of things. Valerie grabbed the freshly printed picture and folded it up before sealing it in an envelope and setting it aside. She giggled to herself slightly before pulling some other objects out of her pockets, this time a knife and a chunk of wood.
Valerie leaned back against the wall, carving away at the wood with the knife. She continued to giggle while she carved, eventually setting the knife aside and holding up her finished product in the light from the tablet. It was a guitar pick, and a very well made one at that. On one side, it was entirely blank, but on the other side, there was one singular word on it. "Brittany." "I really didn't wanna even give you one of these, but I've already gotten everybody else…besides, it should be really fun to watch you panic when you get this…and I know exactly where you're gonna look."
Valerie shut the tablet off and tucked the knife and pick back into her pockets before grabbing the letter. She left the janitor's closet slowly and quietly, making sure that nobody was watching her when she did. Her first destination was the confessional, where she knew Brittany did her makeup.
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"If I were a snotty brat that did my makeup in here…where would be the very first place I look?" Valerie tapped her chin as she glanced around the room before smirking at the mirror. She placed the guitar pick snuggly on the bottom of the mirror frame before snickering a little. "...Hope you get a splinter on it, Brittany."
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There was just one more destination that Valerie had to go to, that being the office. She waited outside the door, since she had seen Buck enter the room. It wasn't long before he started to leave, and thanks to her convenient skill of blending into the background, he failed to notice her standing there. Even Ivy didn't realize that she entered the room when she was dropping the letter off in Buck's mailbox. She left the room as quick as she could, shutting the door behind her.
Ivy looked up from her desk to see that a note had been dropped off in Buck's mailbox. She grabbed it and looked at it before shrugging her shoulders. "...Wonder why Buck's pretty much the only guy getting any mail. Oh well, none of my business, I guess." With that, the intern left the room, bringing the envelope with her en route to Buck's room.
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"Bet you didn't think I could be capable of doing anything like this, huh?" Valerie giggled innocently as she smiled at the camera. The smile was a bit unsettling. "It's proof that I'm not just a nobody…I'm a threat."
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Of course, it was getting to be about that time…the time for a challenge to disrupt the little peace and quiet that the contestants were able to get. The loudspeakers piped up with their typical audio feedback, which was followed by a familiar voice. "Alright, survivors! I know the past week has been a bit rocky, but it's time we got ourselves back on track! That's right, it's time for the next challenge! We're gonna need everybody to come meet us in the scrapyard for further instruction…"
"...Oh!" The speakers had almost cut out, but Dana started to speak again. "We would like to announce that, at this time, all of the sabotage idols have been located! That's right! The spider idol, the mushroom idol, and the double idol! It's only a matter of time before one of those babies gets popped, so make sure you keep an eye out! That's all for now!"
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"Huh…that's a bit odd." Brittany scratched her chin as she thought about the announcement. "I found the mushroom idol, Caleb found the spider idol, but no word on the double idol. It would've been great if we could've gotten our hands on each of the idols, but that's fine…we've got an alliance of five as is. Pretty hard to keep a power like that down by just a vote."
Valerie whistled while she spun the double idol on her finger tip. "Found it in that closet…ain't that just nifty?"
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It took a while, but the two teams did eventually make it to the scrapyard, where the challenge was to be held. They saw the two towering piles of scrap with the signs for the teams in front of them, but there was no sign of Aaron or Dana. They continued to look around for a bit, until the two hosts suddenly jumped into sight from behind the piles, startling the contestants. "Did we scare you guys? I know, we're pretty spooky when you're not expecting us."
"Ja, v-very spooky indeed!" Aaron didn't want to admit it, but the rush from doing such a thing made him tremble a bit. Margaret saw how shocked he was, and couldn't help but chuckle at him.
"Anyways, you guys are probably wondering why these piles of garbage are gathered like this. Of course, we aren't pulling the same challenge twice…so you won't climbing them." Dana walked over to the Squirrels' sign while Aaron took to the Dingos' sign, each of them nodding to each other before tearing the logos off to reveal two objects. On the Squirrels' sign, there was a picture of a palm tree, while the Dingos' sign had a picture of a crab.
"...We're gonna have a beach day?" Celeste was a bit confused by the pictures that the group was being shown. "I forgot to bring my bathing suit…it's back at the hotel."
"No, no. We aren't having a beach day. Well…not yet, at least." Dana snickered a bit, gaining a curious look from the bulk of the group. "We're actually having an arts and crafts session! The pictures on these signs need to be crafted from scrap…that's right. You'll be making sculptures using the material given to you in these massive piles! There's a plethora of materials at your disposal, how you use them is completely up to you. You get thirty minutes to put together the best sculpture you can to resemble the picture on the sign. The team that does the best job will be safe from elimination, of course, while the team that lacks third grade art skills will take a hit and lose a teammate."
"It's really all about teamvork…as long as you vork together, you should be sure to take zhe challenge home. Are zere any questions?" Aaron glanced about the group of contestants, though none of them raised their hands or let out so much as a mumble. "Vell, I suppose ve're all set, zen. Let zhe sculpting commence!"
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"Building some silly sculpture? Meh, that ain't no biggie for someone like myself." Buck pointed to himself with his thumb, a proud smile on his face. "Back at home, I'd be tinkering with scrap so much that my ma thought I was gonna be a super genius. Heh, little did she know, I just like playing around in garbage!"
"Sculpting was always fun to do when I was in school…I remember I had the most fun with those art projects because I could make things look like creatures from fantasy books." Celeste twirled a strand of her hair around her finger while sheepishly blushing. "I know, I'm kind of a nerd…"
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The Squirrels met up at their tower of garbage, where Buck was intensely studying the picture of the palm tree. He looked at it for a good long time, while his teammates watched him, confused by what he was doing exactly. After a while, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, soon ripping the picture of the palm tree off of the sign and shredding it up into bits. The team gasped at the very sight of this, especially Yves, who was already worried about him getting eliminated for any sort of reason. "Buck!? What are you doing!?" The cry of confusion came from none other than Teddy, who was shocked to no end.
"Eh? Well, I figured we don't really need this picture and all. I got myself a pretty good idea of what our sculpture needs to look like. It ain't gonna help if we fixate over little tiny bits not matching the picture, so I ripped up the picture. No fixating for us, no sir!" Buck chuckled to himself before cracking his knuckles and strolling towards the pile of trash that sat in front of him. "Now, let's take a look see here…definitely gonna need something like…" He reached into the pile and grabbed a busted up propeller. "Aha! This'll be mighty fine for them pine leaves!"
Buck turned around to face his team, seeing that the lot of them were still staring at him out of shock from when he ripped up the picture. "What's the matter? Ain't y'all gonna start grabbing materials and all that?" The country boy chuckled to himself and shook his head before heading over to a clearing. "This sculpture just ain't gonna build itself!"
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Teddy, Valerie, Zane, Brittany, and Yves all sat in the confessional together, each with that utterly dumbfounded look on their faces. "WHY WOULD HE DO THAT!?"
Buck whistled while he sat in the confessional booth, using a wrench to bend the propellor blades in a way that made them curve like palm leaves. "I don't see why all of those folks were looking like they saw a dang ol' ghost. Don't matter to me, I can fix us up a silly little palm tree on my own! Just need to find my jar of…aha!" Buck looked off to the side and grabbed a jar, that which was labeled "elbow grease," with the s written backwards of course. "There ya are!"
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While Buck took charge of things on the Squirrels' side, the Dingos were operating in a way that was a bit more team oriented. Most of the group, that being Calvin, Vernon, Mitzy, Margaret, Fridge, and Bunny, were digging around in the pile, while Celeste and Caleb started on putting the crab together. The chess player was working with these traffic cones, shoving large, PVC pipes into the bottoms of them to make them look a bit like crab legs. "Heh, doesn't look too bad if I do say so myself. How's your claw turning out?"
"Huh? Well, I just started putting it together, so it's not really going anywhere yet." Celeste shyly pointed to the claw that she had started making, which was the right shape, although it had plenty of spikes sticking out of it. "What do you think? Should I try to change it up a little?"
"Do I think you should change it up? Duh, you need to change it up!" Caleb spat his words at Celeste, who was hurt to see how much he didn't like what she had done. "What's with all the spikes!? Crabs don't have spikes like that, you dumbass!"
"I was just trying to put a creative twist on it…I didn't think that it was that bad…" Celeste glanced back at her own work, a saddened look on her face. Caleb stomped over to the claw, immediately ripping out the spikes from it and tossing them back at the pile, nearly hitting some of his teammates with them.
"Hey! Agent Davidson, watch where you're throwing those things! You're gonna get one of us hurt!" Calvin shook his fist at the boy while he shouted back to him.
"Yeah…definitely be a little bit more careful with the sharp object throwing." Mitzy's eyes had gone wide, as several of the spikes had caught her by the hoodie and pinned her to the pile. Vernon took it upon himself to free her from her prison, taking each spike out carefully so as not to hurt her. "T-thanks…"
"Yeah, no problem." Vernon glared back at Caleb for a moment before shaking his head at him. "We aren't gonna give you more parts if you're just gonna throw them at us!"
"Oh, shove it, piano man! Just keep giving us the goods! And you!" Caleb turned to face Celeste again, pointing right at her. "You just keep your ridiculous creativity out of this! We don't need you mucking up the sculpture just so you can have fun with it! You understand?"
"Y-yeah…sorry…" Celeste sighed as she looked at the crab's claw, sad to see that all of the spirit that she had put into had been torn away by the boy.
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"That Caleb really is rotten at times…rotten to th core, like a true villain!" Mitzy crossed her arms firmyl and glared at the camera. "Celeste looked like she was about to cry…only a truly horrible villain would make an innocent girl cry!"
"Agent Davidson sure has the worst temper out of any agent I've worked with…and I've been on the same team as Agent Diablo for two seasons! Two!" Calvin held up two fingers with an exaggerated look on his face.
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Teddy had started digging around in the pile of scrap, looking for bits and pieces that resembled a palm tree trunk in some way. "Hm…let's see here…if only we could find some tubing, that would be great for this!" Teddy turned to face the camera, grinning at it. "Remember to check out my fourth channel, TeddyCrafts, where I have a guest on every upload! We do our best to make arts and crafts unique and interesting for you, the viewer! And don't forgot to subscribe, while you're a- woah!" Teddy was hardly paying attention to the fact that he was still up pretty high in the pile, and he slipped, falling backwards.
Zane saw the boy falling and rushed over to catch him before he could hit the ground. "You okay, man?"
"Woah…I thought I was totally gonna die there…you totally saved the Teddy Bear franchise, man!" Zane cocked an eyebrow at the boy as he set him down, a bit confused of what he meant by that. "Listen, I could totally toss you in a video, rocket your fame up just a little bit for that save. Whaddya say? Wanna make a collab channel together? It'll be my fifteenth channel!"
"...You have fourteen channels? I don't even have one, I just watch videos on occasion…for what purpose could you have that many?"
"Eh? Well, you know, I have my main channel, which is where the bulk of my content goes. Then, there's TeddyAndPals, which is my family friendly channel where I make little cartoons with my animal friends. TeddyGames, that one is pretty self explanatory, video games and all that yaya." Teddy continued to ramble about all of his channels, while Zane's head started to spin. It was practically like the streamer was speaking in a foreign language. "And, finally, channel fourteen is Teddylicious! That's the channel where I just do a bunch of sexy poses in front of the camera!"
"...That sounds a lot like an OnlyViewers account." Zane rubbed the back of his head, still a bit distraught from hearing Teddy yap about his channels. "You know, that website where people pay people to see dirty stuff like that."
"Oh, I never made one of those…are you saying I could get even more followers by making an account like that?" Teddy's eyes lit up while Zane tried to speak, though he made it clear he wasn't going to let him talk. "Say no more, my friend! I shall make an OnlyViewers account and charge people big bucks to see me making those smexy poses!"
"Teddy…please don't do that." Zane looked utterly horrified as he thought about that horrible image in his head. "I beg of you…just don't."
"Eh, alright. I guess I got a little ahead of myself there. I would never make an account like that!" Teddy laughed it off as if he was joking the whole time, causing Zane to let out a sigh of relief.
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"HOW DOES HE KNOW!?" Teddy panicked as he grabbed the camera and throttled it like a mad man. "I-I mean…ahem! I would never make any sexy poses in front of the camera and charge people to see it. What a silly thought. Quite, certainly…"
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Vernon kept sorting through the pile of trash, doing the best that he could to find bits that looked somewhat crab-like. Eventually, he grabbed onto a sheet of scrap metal, one that was well rusted. "Hm…this is kinda red in color. Kinda looks like it could be good for a crab shell…" He smiled slightly as he rushed over to Celeste, handing her the scrap. On his way back to the pile, he noticed that Margaret was walking alongside him, merely out of coincidence. The two contestants hadn't much spoken to each other in the past, so he didn't say anything as they walked next to each other.
"Yo, Vernon, right?" Margaret looked over at the boy, who lightly nodded, but kept his gaze fixed ahead of him. "Saw you playing that guitar down in the bunker a while back. Not a bad job, if I do say so myself."
"Oh…that." Vernon sighed, shifting his glance down to the ground in front of him. "Yeah, thanks, or whatever."
"Why're you all grouchy about that? It's a compliment."
"It's such a cheesy skill to have. I'm an alright player at best, and the songs that I write are only somewhat decent at times." The two of them finally got back to the garbage pile, where they both immediately went back to digging around. "I just wish I was more interesting in any way at all. The only thing that people remember me for is that songwriting bit."
"Don't knock the craft just because you aren't proud of how you handle it yourself." Margaret's voice suddenly sounded a lot more threatening than before, startling Vernon just a bit. "I'll have you know that my special someone plays the guitar, and it's far from cheesy! It's a nice skill to have…and girls dig that kinda thing."
"Girls dig it?" Vernon glanced over at the mobster suddenly, as if something in his mind had changed. "So…you're saying that I could impress a girl if I was good enough at playing the guitar?"
"Well, it's not like you can just will yourself to be better at it. It takes time to get good enough to woo someone." Margaret snickered to herself while she pulled out some more scrap metal from the pile. "You're good, but it takes more than good to do that. Though, I suppose if you're going for that Harett girl, you won't have much issues." Vernon furrowed his brow while Margaret started to walk back to the two builders. "Dogs tend to be eager to get attention from any boring old human."
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"The absolute nerve of that girl…I can't believe anyone would call Ivy a dog!" Vernon stood from his seat, his face red with anger. "She's sweet, funny, and beautiful! Everybody who's judging her based on who her father is is just a…well, a bitch!"
"What was that, you punk!?" Margaret could be heard from outside the confessional, banging her fists against the door. "I'm gonna tear this door down and bash you over the head with it, you hear me!?"
"Ack!"
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The Squirrels stood in a line, each of them holding a piece of scrap to hand off to Buck, who was still working hard at the sculpture at hand. He had done a decent job of getting the curvature of the trunk just right, but as he attached the propellor to it, he noticed that something was just a bit off. "Missing something, missing something, what could we be missing?"
"Hmph, sounds like someone shouldn't have ripped up the picture." Brittany patted Buck on the back while she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I guess that you can blame yourself when we end up bouncing you out of the colosseum later."
"Bouncing…bouncing…" Buck closed his eyes and started to do some word association out loud. "Bounc…jump…drop…fall…thud…palm tree…palm tree…thud…that's it!" Buck leapt up from where he was sitting, immediately rushing over to the pile of scrap to start digging around for the piece that was missing from the puzzle of a sculpture. "I don't know how I coulda let that little detail slip my mind! Coconuts, fellas! We need to get us some coconuts! Thanks for jogging my memory there, Brittany!"
"Uh…yeah, don't mention it!" Brittany smiled innocently, as if it was her intention to help the boy out all along, rather than to intimidate him. "You know me, I would do anything to make sure my team is happy and working together!" Yves rolled her eyes at the rich girl before heading back to the pile to dig around with Buck. The others started to follow in suit, each of them digging around in a different area. It wasn't long until their efforts started to bear some fruit.
"Hey, check it out!" Teddy held his hands up high, revealing that he found an old bowling ball among the scrap. "I guess this could work out pretty great for a coconut, right? Woah!" The bowling ball managed to slip through his fingers, conking him on the head before falling to the ground. "And remember, buckaroo! Surbscri to TeddyMischief, where I steal the crown from the queen of England! I think I'm gonna take a little eensy nap right now." The streamer almost fell to the ground, though Valerie was quick to catch him.
"Oh, Teddy, my sweet prince…I'll make that bowling ball pay for what it did to you." Valerie turned to glare at the bowling ball, but Buck was already picking it up, an opportunistic grin on his face. "...H-hey…I'm supposed to get payback on that bowling ball for hurting Teddy…"
"Well, ya can worry 'bout all that later on. Right now, we got ourselves a challenge to win!" Buck happily skipped back over to the site of his work so that he could fix the bowling ball to what he had made already, while Brittany, Zane, and Yves searched around for more bowling balls.
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"Buck is getting in between me and my Teddy…he seems like he's a bit more chipper than before." Valerie stroked her chin for a moment, eventually bringing a villainous smile to her face. She reached into her pocket, pulling out the tablet from before, and snickering to herself, like a true bad guy.
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While the Squirrels had already almost finished with their sculpture, Celeste and Caleb were still hard at work, trying to piece their crab together, although the creative differences between the pair were abundant. "Celeste, I told you to stop putting your own personal spin on things! You're not helping anybody by adding silly doodads to the crab, it just needs to be a regular crab!"
"B-but Dana is still a kid, she might get some enjoyment out of seeing a silly crab like this." Celeste looked over at the crab sculpture, which she had put a tiara on top of. Caleb gritted his teeth and slapped his palm over his face. "I don't know why you're so against use just having a little bit of fun with it…"
"Why am I against that? Because, we need to make it look like the crab in the picture, not the crab in that wacky, messed up brain of yours! It's no wonder that Mitchell broke up with you, you're a complete clown!" Calvin, Mitzy, and Vernon gasped at the sudden statement from Caleb, while Celeste's simply widened. "Whatever, I'll fix it! Stupid tiara doesn't even need to be there in the first place."
Caleb walked over to the crab, reaching his hands up to the top of it and grabbing onto the tiara. Before he could start tugging on it, however, Celeste rushed over, holding the tiara down as best as she could. "N-no! You can't take the tiara off of the crab! It's the only thing that makes it magical and special!"
"Are you nuts!? We don't need it to be magical and special, we need it to be a crab! A crab! C R A B! Get that through your head, you obsessive baby!" Caleb tugged as hard as he could, but the resistance from Celeste was enough to keep the tiara stuck to the crab.
"You shouldn't be calling me a baby when you're the one that looks like a baby!" Celeste tried her best to be insulting, although she wasn't very good at it. Caleb merely glared at her and pulled even harder at the tiara. "Just…let go of the tiara! It's gonna be fine!"
"It's not gonna be fine, we're gonna lose the challenge if we leave it there!" The two were putting a lot of pressure on the sculpture of the crab, and the metallic shell could be heard starting to creak from the pressure.
"Um, I may not be a genius on sculptures, but maybe that rattling and rumbling is a bad sign." Bunny hid herself behind Fridge while the two continued to fight over who was right and who was wrong. It wasn't long before the rusty screws that were holding the sculpture together started to pop out of their sockets, and the parts of the crab crumbled into a pile on the ground. The entire team gasped at the very sight of their destroyed sculpture.
"And time is up!" Dana called from where she was standing. She and Aaron strolled over to where the Dingos were building their sculpture to get a good look over the bits and pieces that were left. "...huh…you know, if I went to a restaurant and ordered crab legs, I would expect something like this. Unfortunately, we kinda wanted the whole crab to be…you know, intact."
"Well it wasn't my fault that Little Miss Imagination wanted to put a stupid tiara on the crab!" Caleb yapped loudly, sounding almost like a feral chihuahua. "Great going, imbecile!"
"Imbecile? I'm not an imbecile! I just wanted…I wanted…aw…" Celeste slumped down, dejected and defeated. It was a sad sight to see her like that.
"Vell…let's go take a look and see vat zhe Squirrels have got finished on zeir end." Aaron and Dana marched towards the other sculpture, looking at it to see that it was standing tall, and even swaying like a palm tree would. The tubing that made the trunk up did help with that much, at least. "Oh my…zis sculpture has nailed zhe picture right on zhe money!"
"I gotta say I agree with you there, Aaron. Who was in charge of the build on this one?" Dana glanced over at the Squirrels, all of which were bunched up.
"Well, it was actually-" Yves started to speak, but was soon cut off by Buck interrupting her.
"It was actually all of us! That's right! We may not have the most team members in the game, but we can definitely kick some heinie when it comes to teamwork! Ain't that right, y'all?" The hillbilly looked back to the rest of his team, each of the conscious members nodding back at him.
"Well, the teamwork has definitely paid off this time around. The winner of this challenge is…the Sandstorm Squirrels!" The Squirrels cheered for their victory, and Valerie accidentally tossed Teddy into the mountain of scrap to the side of her. Meanwhile, this left a bitter taste in the mouths of the Dingos.
"I seriously can't believe you two busted up the whole sculpture! And over what!?" Margaret stared down angrily at the two builders, Celeste looking away to try and hide her shame while Caleb shrugged his shoulders. "Seriously, this cost us the challenge…gah, I'm on a team with a bunch of morons, I swear!"
"Agent Sallow, are you alright?" Calvin walked over to Celeste, kneeling down to get on eye level with her, since she was slumped over.
"It's all my fault that we lost the challenge…well, it's his fault…but…" She seemed to have a difficult time coming to a conclusion on her own, changing what her stance on the matter was quite frequently. "I don't even know whose fault it was…but I know that I'm gonna get eliminated for it…"
"Hey, don't say that!" Mitzy rushed over, holding Celeste's chin up and smiling brightly at her. "Things may look bleak, but a hero won't fall so easily to a villain. Besides-"
"We've got half of the team's votes on our side." Vernon approached the group, mumbling his words. "At the very least, four is a tough number to beat. Even if the other four did vote for you, it would end in a tie…who knows what would happen then?"
"Gee, guys…it's nice to have you all supporting me and everything. It almost kinda feels like how it was back in Mega Mechas…a team that treats each member as if they were family." Celeste sniffled, but ended up smiling just a tad bit at the three who surrounded her. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before she saw Caleb staring her dead in the eyes and drawing a line across his own throat with his thumb. The smile was quick to fade, and she went back to staring at the ground in defeat.
"Hmph…if she thinks that she can take me down this easily, she's in for a shock!" Caleb snickered as Fridge picked him up and set him on his shoulders. "My alliance encompasses half of the team's votes! There's no way that I'll be eliminated tonight!"
"You said it, Friendleb!" Fridge chuckled to himself, "And to think, we almost lost the challenge today!"
"Uh…Fridge? Sweetheart?" Bunny looked up at Fridge with sweet eyes, "We did lose the challenge today."
"W-we did? No, this can't be happening!" Fridge crumbled to the ground, accidentally dropping Caleb while he slammed his fists against the ground. He soon threw his hands up in the air and cried out into the sky, "Noooooooooooooooooooooo!"
The Dingos gathered themselves at the Colosseum of Shame, each of them sitting on the benches, though divided in half. On the left side of the bench, Mitzy, Vernon, Celeste, and Calvin could be seen. Celeste had a sorry look on her face while she stared down at her feet. Calvin patted her on the back, glaring at Caleb all the while. "Don't worry, Agent Sallow! With the four of us voting together, we're sure to take down Agent Davidson!"
"Yeah, his villainous reign is all over and done with!" Mitzy clenched her heroic fist of justice and pointed up to the sun, like some superhero from a cartoon. Vernon stifled a chuckle, but quickly covered his mouth so that Mitzy wouldn't get upset with him for thinking that she looked ridiculous while she was doing the pose.
Meanwhile, Caleb's alliance didn't seem to be phased by the other four voting together. Caleb sat on top of Fridge's shoulders, his arms crossed while he kept his eyes shut. "Bah, those idiots think they've got any power against our alliance, it's kinda pathetic. They're sure to lose all hope when they see just how tough we are as one!"
"You said it, Friendleb! We're gonna rough 'em up, nice and good! Give them a one, two combo! Invite them over to eat some cake!" Fridge licked his lips as he thought about the delectable dessert. "Man, I could really go for some cake. Can we get cake after this is over, Friendleb?"
"What!? I don't know!" Caleb slapped Fridge on top of his head, accidentally causing the big guy to drop him off of his shoulders. "Ack! You nincompoop!"
"The expression is actually, let them eat cake." Margaret pulled Caleb up from the dirt and sat him back down on the bench. "Something that Marie Antoinette lady said when the citizens of her country were rebelling against the leadership. Man, that place used to be so savage…they've really gone soft."
"If only I was around back in those times," Bunny sighed while she adjusted her camera lens. "I would've gotten so many good stories to exaggerate!"
"Ahem," Dana cleared her throat, as she was standing at the podium with Aaron, who was holding up a platter with seven bags of rations on it. "I know you guys love to chit chat and all, but we are kinda running on a tight schedule tonight. Alright, so, you lost the challenge, we're all clear on that bit. Usually, I would read off the names of the contestants that are safe from elimination, but I think I wanna do something different." The host nodded at Aaron, who tossed out six bags of rations to the team.
Calvin, Vernon, Bunny, Mitzy, Margaret, and Fridge caught the bags as they flew to them, confused looks abundant, as they didn't know exactly what was going on. "For this particular elimination ceremony, I thought it would be nice to show who voted for who. It's gonna be good, I promise." Aaron reached down at the podium, grabbing a tablet and showing the screen to everyone. On it, the confessional booth popped up, with one of the contestants in it.
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"Caleb is a ruthless villain, that's for sure, but light always ends up trampling over darkness! Together, we stand strong enough to take him down, once and for all!" Mitzy proudly held up a picture of Caleb, that which had a red x drawn over it.
"Strength comes in numbers, right? That's why they call it a power play when the enemy team gets penalized! Uh…enemy team…I don't think this lady hangs out with Caleb ever." Fridge grabbed his red marker and drew an x over Celeste's picture.
"I can't believe we haven't gotten rid of this guy yet…he's such a bother." Vernon scribbled a red x over Caleb's picture. "Can't even treat Ivy with the slightest bit of respect, not to mention how rude he is to his own team."
"As if I would cut ties with such a strong alliance! Sorry, Celeste, this is strictly business." Margaret crossed Celeste's picture out with her own red marker.
"M-maybe if I vote for Caleb, I'll be safe? No…no I won't be safe, I'm gonna lose for sure." Celeste let out a soft sigh before crossing out Caleb's picture.
"Agent Davidson, your mission here is over!" Calvin had stapled the picture of Caleb to the wall after he crossed it out. He saluted it as he stood, trying to keep a professional aura about him.
"Bah, who cares what those idiots do? Even if they vote for me, we've got the alliance to take them all out, one by one!" Caleb drew an x over Celeste's picture, grinning evilly as he did so.
"This just in: former yandere flops and makes a fool of herself in front of her whole team!" Bunny giggled while she crossed out Celeste's picture.
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Caleb gritted his teeth while he watched the results of the votes, soon turning to glare at the half of his team that voted for him. "You mongrels actually voted for me? She's the one that screwed up the sculpture!"
"B-but you were telling me I did it wrong…" Celeste couldn't hold eye contact with the overly-aggressive boy. "I was just trying to fix it, but you kept moving parts around."
"In any case, one of you needs to get eliminated…but the votes are a tie. Do you two know what this means?" Dana grinned while the two contestants thought to themselves. "It means…we'll be doing a tie breaker challenge! That's right, Celeste and Caleb will be facing off against each other to try and claim the last available bag of rations!"
"Eh!? We've never done one of those before!" Caleb stood in protest, though he was soon knocked back down to his seat when Dana threw a pebble at him. "Why you…!"
"Hold your horses, brainiac. Let me just explain the rules before you go and throw a tantrum on me. Ahem, you two will be facing off against each other in…"
The camera cut away from the colosseum to reveal a mud pit, where the two contestants were standing in their bathing suits. Celeste was in her one piece, butter yellow bathing suit, a bit embarrassed to be standing across Caleb, who was wearing a white tee shirt and a green pair of swim trunks. "...a mud wrestling bout! The contestant that manages to knock the other contestant out of the mud pit will get to stay, while the loser bounces out of here, via Trampoline of Losers!"
"This is gonna be a piece of cake!" Caleb snickered to himself while he cracked his knuckles. "You won't even be able to get a hand on me!"
"W-well…I'll certainly try my best." Celeste gulped nervously before getting into position.
"Alright…on your marks….get set…wrestle!" Dana shouted to start the challenge, and the two contestants both started running towards each other. The second that they met in the center of the ring, Celeste shoved Caleb back, knocking him down into the mud. The boy backed up and scrambled to his feet, now entirely coated in the stuff.
"Ah! You bitch, you're not supposed to be me in this!" Caleb fumed with rage before running right back towards Celeste. The girl tried to grab him, but due to the slick of mud that lined his skin, she couldn't get a hold of him. He headbutted her right in the gut, knocking her back to the edge of the ring. She gasped as she looked behind her, noticing that she was almost out of bounds. "That's right, you can't beat me! Here comes the final blow!"
Caleb started charging towards Celeste, headbutting her again and knocking her right out of the ring, causing her to go flying towards Mitzy, Calvin, and Vernon, all of which were knocked over by her. Caleb raised his fists in victory while Dana blew a whistle. "Well…it looks like we have our winner! Caleb, unfortunately, is still safe from elimination!"
"Unfortunately!? What do you mean by that, you bitch!?" Caleb gritted his teeth again before he started to stomp towards Dana, though he ended up slipping and falling right back in the mud. It wasn't long before the contestants headed back to the Colosseum of Shame.
Celeste stood before the trampoline, letting out a soft sigh before jumping onto it and bouncing far off into the distance. Dana and Aaron watched as she flew away, still in her bathing suit and covered in mud from the pit. "Well, I guess that settles that little tie. The next veteran of the show has lost her chance at the five million dollar prize! Who will be the next one to lose that chance? Find out, next time, on Total Drama: Scrap Island!"
Author's Notes:
*And we lost our first member of the Dingos since Max made her departure! Celeste is great, as always, but with the breakup and the retreating back into her shell, it was only a matter of time before she was sent flying off into the distance.
*With this, the aftermath guests for our next episode are all assembled! Max, CJ, Ronnie, and Celeste will get your questions asked to them by our obnoxious host trio.
*Votes: Celeste - Fridge, Margaret, Caleb, Bunny; Caleb - Mitzy, Vernon, Celeste, Calvin (Nullified due to victory in the tie breaker challenge)
*Placements: No Placement - Chris; 22nd - Daniel; 21st - Larida; 20th - Mitchell; 19th - Alice; 18th - Blaster; 17th - Max; 16th - CJ; 15th - Ronnie; 14th - Celeste